i'm so stressed. i can't write when i'm stressed. it just means more stress. i have a recital that is kicking my ass right now...who knew that one little event would be so much drama and work. my friends up here totally suck right now, my supposed best girl friend basically never did the stuff she was supposed to do for the recital and i decided to boot her from the show last minute. this sounds like a great "fuck you", but in reality it's shooting myself in the foot because now i'm strings-less. whatever. thank god for that angel boy who's cooking and driving and recording and basically carrying me through this whole thing.
we'll see how it goes...hopefully people will show up. and i won't stink up the place.